Invisible.A Fifth Harmony fanfiction.

Chapter 13

(NOT PROOF READ! But a little drama I suppose, and a few new characters! Thank's for reading, and don't forget to vote and comment. I kind want suggestions on who you want introduced and if you want anyone's point of view, or any ships involved:) )

Charlotte groaned and walked out the house, slamming the door behind her as she went. She knew it was coming, she knew it was going to happen, but that didn't lessen how pissed she was when it did happen.

As much as Lauren thought it meant that Charlotte trusted her, Charlotte running into her arms last night didn't knock down the girl's walls, in fact if anything it made them higher. All of Charlotte's begging her not to leave seemed meaningless and untrue now. Of course Charlotte had meant every word, but she refused to allow that small, vulnerable little girl inside of her emerge for her to only have it abused again. They all said they wouldn't hurt her and they always did, they always said they wouldn't leave and they did. Lauren was going to end up no different and she knew it, no matter how much her heart begged her to not push the older green-eyed beauty away, her brain reminded her of her mental, emotional and physical scars she'd gotten from the times she hadn't pushed someone away, convincing her to run and leave the house.

So that's what she did.

She wasn't running actually, just walking changing paces between a walk and a jog, as she heard Dinah yell after her. She knew if she really had to she could out run her, or climb a tree, all the tree's seemed to be very easy to climb. If needs be she could run and then hide in one. Dinah didn't slow though and began running after Charlotte. She wanted to run as well, but she knew if she did that it would make things worse, and she knew she would have to stay at the house for at least a week before being accepted back into the Orphanage without any real reasoning other that the old overused one of 'she just isn't the right child for us'.

Dinah grabbed her wrist and spun her around, the action scaring Charlotte beyond belief. She knew it was Dinah, but fear flared up in her chest, making her do the one thing she could think off. Run!

Charlotte pulled her wrist out of Dinah's grip and sprinted down the street, ignoring Dinah's chants to come back as she also ran after her. She could also hear everyone else yell for her too, but that didn't stop her, her mind went back to the time she got attacked by a gang, her body remembered the pain she felt and the laughs that burst past their lips as she cried. The same adrenaline she felt then whilst running was now pulsing through her veins, making her sprint become incredibly faster, so fast that she knew if she fell it would hurt a lot, and that falling was now a lot easier.

She took a left at the end of the street, knowing that within a mile she'd be at the beach, and that by the beach was a park that was rather green for the area. So with her mind set she began sprinting that way, still ignoring to desperate plea's from the girls as they ran after her.

She wasn't even sure what sparked her marathon to begin. She woke up as normal, the bed was empty which didn't bother her in the slightest. She got dressed into leggings, the batman crop top from yesterday and tied a red flannel around her waist before heading downstairs to eat breakfast with the others, but they all seemed so off, all giving her sympathetic expressions, and Lauren had pure worry in her eyes, making her heart clench in the worst way.

After breakfast Lauren asked her to go sit in the living room, she did, she sat on the chair and tried to get comfortable under everyone's intense stare. That's when it happened. Confrontation, she always hated it, she had anxiety and being confronted by five people wasn't even less fun because of that. And it wasn't even how many people were there, it was the questions. The questions were far to personal, and uncomfortable. She understood that Lauren deserved answers, but why did everyone have to be there? She didn't trust them all the same, she trusted Lauren the most and Lauren had most of the right to delve into her horrific past. That's what pushed her over the edge, how blind they were to how uncomfortable they were making her, how they didn't probably realize that she had been treated the exact same way by so many therapists she was ordered to see about her silence, or her lack of trust in people. She couldn't run then but she could now, but she was regretting it. How could she possibly expect them to know how to talk to her if she never gave them anything to go off of? But it wasn't like it mattered, she was sure the minute she arrived back home they'd send her back. That was the normal routine, why would it stop now?